Completely random, mildly stupid Jersey Boys story. This was based on a conversation I had with my friend. Basically the boys go to Vegas, Tommy meets someone, and stuff happens. This isn't a usual story for me, but I hope you enjoy it. R&R please.

After six long weeks on the road, The Four Seasons decided they needed a vacation

After six long weeks on
the road, The Four Seasons decided they needed a vacation. So, thus
it was decided that Tommy DeVito, Bob Gaudio, Nick Massi, and Frankie
Valli would go to Las Vegas.

After dinner the four
decided to pick up one of the many Vegas shows: a magician, Amy the
Fantastical. She was very well known in Europe, having just finished
a long run at a hotel in Paris. Although she was a fluent French
speaker, she had grown up in Vegas and was happy to be home.

The four men enjoyed
the show immensely, and they, especially Tommy were quite taken by
her. She was gorgeous, with chin length brown hair, and lovely brown
eyes, not to mention her amazing talent.

She also noticed the
four attractive men sitting and watching her. Amy threw a wink over
at Tommy who returned with a charming smile and nod.

As the show ended, the
Seasons stood up and began to collect their things. Amy sauntered
over to Tommy who had stayed a step behind the others. Catching him
by the arm, she whispered, "You know I'd love to have a little
après-show meal, right now. And I wouldn't object to sharing it
with you."

Looking into her eyes
he smiled, "I wouldn't object either."

"But you know, I
really can't stand the noisy restaurants in most hotels. Do you
have any idea where we could go?" She said seductively.

"Well, my room is on
the third floor. We could send up for some room service."

She laughed a soft
laugh and said, "That would be perfect."

Tommy placed his arm
around her waist, his hand accidentally brushing her behind, and led
her to the elevator and to his room.

They were enjoying some
champagne after their meal, and Amy asked, "Are you a gambler,
Tommy?"

"Depends on the
stakes," he said momentarily thinking if he should tell the rest of
the group about his gambling debts, "and the odds."

"Well, I was
thinking, maybe we could play some cards."

Never one to turn down
a game, Tommy said, "Sure."

"Strip poker."

After a pause, Tommy
grinned and nodded, "I think that would be appropriate."

Amy pulled Tommy closer
to her, "Let's hope not."

They dealt the cards. Tommy lost the first game. Amy smiled and said, "You might want to
hand over that coat of yours." And so Tommy removed his suit
jacket.

The game progressed. Amy, who was still in costume, lost her sequined vest, hat, and left
sock. Tommy, who was having rather a streak of bad luck, which had
started as soon as he entered Vegas, now only wore his boxers and
tie.

Amy was laughing with
joy as he removed his pants when she honked.

Tommy looked up at her. He was completely bewildered, as she had just made a sound just like
a goose. He recovered after a moment and asked, "What was that?"

"What?"

"That noise."

"Oh, it was a honk." She honked again, "I was famous for it in France."

"Well, cut it out
it's weird."

"No," she said, her
voice obviously suppressing annoyance at his gall to call her weird,
"It's adorable."

"No," he said,
patiently, "It's annoying."

"How dare you say
that!" She screamed. She honked again and then unleashed upon
Tommy a plethora of French swear words.

Tommy stood up and
moved a few steps from the table where they had been playing, "You
are really strange." He now was staring at her with a thoroughly
confused expression.

With finality Amy
shouted, "Je vais te tuer!" This directly translates into "I
will you to kill," or more commonly "I will kill you."

With yet another honk,
she seized her plastic prop magic wand and lunged at Tommy. She
leapt through the air and landed on him.

At that precise moment,
the other three Seasons walked into to Tommy's room. They stopped
in the middle of their greeting in shock, thinking that Amy had
jumped on the half-naked Tommy for a completely different reason.

The three stood
awkwardly, staring at Tommy who was holding Amy. The magician and
her attempted murder victim stared awkwardly at the three men who had
just walked in.

After a moment, Amy
slowly got down off Tommy and moved to the opposite corner of the
room.

As Tommy put on his
shirt and pants, Nicky slowly said, "Sorry."

After, yet another
pause, Tommy said, "No problem," grabbed his coat and ran out the
room.

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